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January 19, 2016


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Way back in 1980, I can remember listening to Teddy Kennedy's speech at the Democratic convention, and being blown away. Vital Speeches reprinted it (perhaps because he lost the nomination to incumbent President Jimmy Carter, so it didn't count as a campaign speech). When I read it, I was sorely disappointed. What had sounded mesmerizing was actually almost empty of anything worth reading. This may be an art form now being perfected in the 21st century.

I suppose it's a matter of degrees, Glynn.

Here's Kennedy's 1980 speech.


Like most pop song or opera lyrics without the music, it may not have stood up to your enjoyment of its performance.

But as a speech, it is to Trump's talks what a fresh loaf of bread is to a sack of croutons (mixed with bacon bits).

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